Third story, second made up creatures. I personally don't like the name Harry and so will be changing his name for the stories I write with him as the main character, if you don't like that then I ask that you don't read.
I don't own anything of Harry Potter but for the plot, the creature and one of the characters.
These stories will be re-posted when they get the mistakes corrected, but until then enjoy. And I thank both the people who are reading my stories and the one who is taking the time to check over my writing, I know it takes awhile and with all they have to do in their own lives it is kind of them to take the time to check these out for me.
The creature is called Ventis and they don't need to be blood related to be a Ventis, they can just become one if their lives made them grow up before their time. Take Nico for example, he had to live on the streets at the age of two though he had others taking care of him till he was adopted he still saw things that aged him faster. Then we have Harry who was forced to take care of others since he was small, his aging was faster because of that and the fact that he saw his mother die and was forced to fight at a young age.
Chapter One
Harry was laying down beside Seveus who had just pulled out, Harry was not satisfied with their love making, it was lacking something and he wanted to know what.
"Severus what do you think of me?" he asked rolling over on to his side to look at him better.
"You are just a good fuck Harry, nothing more. Now leave." he said rolling onto his side his back facing Harry, he fell asleep not caring to see if Harry would listen to him or not. Harry leaves sad that his mate wanted nothing from him, and that his mate would not hold even a simple conversation with him.
He went to his dorms by passing his friends who were still up waiting for him and laid awake with thoughts of Severus and Lucius, Harry had wanted to tell him about what he was but whenever the subject of long term or anything personal came up Severus would just shut down or try to draw the topic away to something not as serious.
I wonder why he does not want to talk about the future of us together, ever since Voldemort and Dumbledore fought to the death he has been acting strange. But I can't read him like I can Luc, he thought a small smile coming onto his face at the thought of the elder Malfoy always seemed to bring a smile to his lips.
Flash back
During the battle between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix Lucius grabbed Harry around the waist and pulled him from a stray spell that would have killed him, he kept watching Harry's back incase he was needed until the end. After the battle Harry pulled him aside and asked him to have lunch with him in a week after the funerals were seen to.
Once they sat down for lunch at the Three Broomsticks they shared small talk until their food was brought out they then spoke of why they were meeting.
"Why did you protect me during the final battle?" Harry asked setting his butter beer back down, leaning forward slightly.
"I had promised your father that I would keep you alive after you got to Hogwarts. I had asked Severus to keep you safe during school while I kept the Dark Lord from your path till you were ready." he said setting his own glass of butter beer down.
"So you were the one who sent Dobby to me." he mused spooning some soup into his mouth.
"He did not hurt you much did he?" he asked remembering the bludger incident.
"He blew up my aunt Marge's birthday cake and my aunt Marge like a balloon. Causing my uncle to beat me again." he said shrugging his shoulders as if getting beaten was an everyday thing for him.
"How often has your uncle beaten you?" he asked placing a hand over one of Harry's. "How badly were the beatings?"
"It was often but he tried to not leave any marks." he said simply squeezing his hand gently to show he was fine.
"How did you survive with your innocents intact?" he asked softly.
"I will tell you some other time. Now tell me why you went against your family and their values?" Harry asked, "I mean I thought Malfoy's were family oriented."
"I was forced to marry Naricissa, she had drugged me to be with her because I was trying to talk my father out of the arranged marriage with her." he began leaning back in his chair. "My father and Naricissa forced me to take the dark mark, and she barely let me raise my own son."
Harry could tell he was telling the truth when he talked about his past because he had unguarded his eyes, though his expression had never changed as he spoke of his family.
"My home life was not what you have heard. I was not treated like a prince but like a slave; I was forced to do all the chores, cooking and was their sons punching bag. I did not know what my parents were, hell I did not know what I was. They told me my parents were worthless drunks that died in a car crash." he said his face contorting into a grimace, his hands clenching and unclenching as he spoke. His voice never wavered but his eyes started to shift faster.
"Even after all that you still care for muggles?" he asked in slight incredulity.
"I have met some muggles who were good, I had ran away from home a few times and was helped by others on the streets; plus its like condemning all wizard kind for the faults of a few. Or the dark arts spells for what some wizard used them for." he said leaning forward again pointing his spoon at Lucius to mark his point.
"You have a unique out look on life," he said laughing slightly at his eagerness.
Harry blushed ducking his head in embarrassment, his eyes catching the time on his watch. "I am sorry but I have to go, I hope we can meet again sometime, I had a great time?" he said hoping to get a yes knowing that he was beginning to trust Lucius enough to tell him just what type of creature he was.
"I would love to see you again Mr. Potter," he said holding his hand for Harry to shake.
"Please call me Harry, I don't like being called 'Mr. Potter' I get enough of that at school; I never knew what my name was till I was starting school. My relatives had always called me either freak or boy, if they never called me was a good thing." he said wincing slightly.
"Well then Harry please call me Lucius." he said before they both left to go to their respective homes.
End of flash back
The next morning Harry got up late, it was the weekend before spring vacation came arrived where nearly everyone would be leaving to go visit their families, he and Ron had not been speaking since he found out that Harry had been sleeping with Professor Snape two weeks ago. He knew that Hermione would be with him and he did not want to be the cause of an argument between them so he decided to go for a walk around the lake to get away from everyone.
What he did not count on finding was Severus- his mate- with Draco Malfoy making out and feeling each other up behind a tree near the lake.
"Sev, I am pregnant." Draco said softly when Severus stopped kissing his lips to move down to his neck. "And you are the father, what do you plan on doing?"
"Well take responsibility for my child and take care of you my love," he said pulling away slightly to kiss his forehead pulling Draco into his arms a smile on his face because he was going to be a father.
"What about Potter? I know you have been sleeping with him, what do you feel for him?" he asked hoping that Severus would leave Potter and stay with him, though this all started as a way to get back at Potter for all he did to him he found that he was falling for Severus.
"He means nothing to me, I will stop sleeping with him and cut all non class related ties with him the next time I see him," he said causing Harry who was behind them to gasp, making his presence known.
"What do you want Potter, can't you take a hint?" Draco sneered rudely snuggling closer to Snape's chest to make his point a smirk on his lips stating that he won.
"You both just signed my death," he said before removing his shirt and flaring his wings in preparation for flying.
Once he was in the sky he had no idea where he was going, tears were rolling down his cheeks, his hands were clenched into his shirt and his mind was not focusing on where he was going. But he found that his wings knew, they took him to the only person that he trusted, who would be able to help him.
As soon as his feet touched the ground he was pulled to a strong chest, strong arms wrapping around him. "What's wrong Rhy?" he asked holding him as he shook from the tears.
"Can we go someplace else to talk? I don't want to talk in the open," he asked burrowing his head closer to Lucius' chest seeking warmth because his body felt numb.
"Sure, lets get a room at the Leaky Caldron." he said pulling away slightly to help Harry put on his shirt. He took his arm and escorted him to the Leaky Caldron.
"Tom we need a room please," Lucius asked placing some money on the table for the room.
"Right, just give me a minute to see what's available. Its room 11 for you sirs," he said handing the keys to Lucius who left for the stairs with Harry still glued to his side.
"Alright you are safe now, please tell me what's going on." he asked softly sitting against the head board pulling Harry into his lap, rubbing his back gently.
"Severus is with your son and got him pregnant, he does not want anything with me. In the past when we were together he never wanted to know anything about me nor would he listen when I wanted to tell him about my blood." he said turning his head slightly to talk but keeping safe in his arms and against his chest.
